eva lake's latest interview with nancy baker was nothing short of riveting. i now have it on my 'to do' list to back read nancy's blog. she's a regular contributor to the anonymous female artist blog, which i read, but not so religiously anymore. frankly, sometimes i just don't have it in me to digest the venomous banter over there. i understand they're raising awareness....and i'm all for that. believe me, if i owned a bra i would BURN iT! but, sadly, i'm only an A & a half cup, at best. SERiOUSLY, my dog has bigger AND more boobies than me *sigh* buuuuuuuut, i digress.....sometimes though, i think i need a breather from all the bitchy/bastard online madness. (imagine me in a fetal position rocking on the floor whilst holding my hands over my ears and singing 'la la la la la!' this, of course, would be followed by a quick chant of my own personal mantra......'find your happy place, find your happy place, find your happy place....')

anyhoo......my favorite quote from this week's show (as eva and nancy recounted their time in N.Y.C.) :

eva: "towards the last 5 years of my time in N.Y. i spent a lot of time with dead artists....i went to the met....because they couldn't hurt me."

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Since it was Nancy's hour, I couldn't really go in to what I meant by being 'hurt.' To make a long story short, dead artists give sustenance without competition and this complicated contemporary evalution (like measuring yourself and where you stand next to it). At least for me. But I think I might write about it in my own place a bit because otherwise I am gonna hog a bunch of your journal here..